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Feeling Like A Woman

Written by Karl

     I'm a man who loves feeling like a woman -- a sexy woman, a slutty woman.  And although I'm now fully Bi-Sexual, I've been wearing women's panties for the past ten years, even before the idea of having sex with another man ever crossed my mind.  I first began experimenting with crossdressing in the first year of my marriage, whenever my wife was out of the house.  I would slip into a pair of her panties, strap on a bra and sometimes a pair of pantyhose and pose for myself in front of our bathroom mirror.  If I had a lot of time, I'd dab on some powder and paint my lips with the brightest shade of lipstick I could find.  I found this self-exhibition to be quite arousing and came to view myself as a far sexier being than my wife, whose clothes and makeup I was borrowing.  I would masturbate while looking at myself in the mirror, and have orgasms more explosive and of a longer duration than anything I had experienced with my wife.

     After a few long years of marriage and divorce, I put this hobby aside as I set out to find another woman for whom I could share my life.  After a couple of years I found the person whom I thought would be the perfect woman for me.  I was quickly married for the second time.  This marriage only lasted for a couple of years, after which it also ended in divorce.  However, it was during this period of my life in which I found my true passion: wearing women's panties.  Because I often did the laundry while my second wife was off at work in the evenings, her panties and I came to an understanding:  I would wash and dry them, and put them carefully away in my wife's lingerie drawer, but later, when no one else was around, I'd pull the sexiest pair out for myself and wear them around the house.  Wearing nothing else, I'd simply luxuriate in the look and the feel, and the pretense of being a sexy woman.  I loved feeling sexy and I loved feeling slutty.  And I enjoyed feeling like a woman.

     After my second divorce, I made up my mind that I'd stay single for awhile before setting out to make the same mistakes I had in the past.   With no one around the house to hinder my sexual pursuits and interests, I desired to continue in my panty fetish, only with a lot more honesty and zeal than I'd given it in the past.  I decided therefore, that from that time on, I would wear women's panties 100 percent of the time.  Since I also enjoyed wearing no underwear at all during my non-working hours, I threw all my briefs and all of my boxers away, and during the next several weeks I spent many happy hours shopping for items that were meant only for me.  I found it scary, but highly exciting to walk into the womens' area of a department store to shop for panties.  I was always the only man there, mingled in and between any number of women shopping for their own favorite styles.  I would receive either strange stares or muffled laughs as I'd pull a pair of panties off the rack and hold them in front of my waist in front of the nearest mirror.  I soon came to enjoy this particular aspect of my pursuit, finding it to be a highly-sexually arousing experience.  During times in which I wasn't wearing anything under my pants, my erection would become impossible to hide, which further increased the notice I was getting from female onlookers.  The nervous smiles and inquisitive grins were always repeated by the cashiers at checkout stands as I stood there while they removed my purchases from the small plastic hangers on which they were attached.  Every once-in-awhile one would ask about the possibility of a wife or girlfriend whom they thought I was making my purchase.  That was the greatest thrill of all -- when I would tell them that I was buying the panties for myself! 

     After I became a full-time panty-wearer, I felt a need to let someone know what I was doing.  Although I loved doing it, even if in secret, I felt it would be entirely more arousing if others knew.  For this purpose, I've begun to wear my sexy undies to work.  But instead of just coming right out and verbally telling everyone, I found a unique way for them to find out for themselves.  Standing at a urinal stall, I not only unzip my pants, but I unbutton them as well so that anyone standing beside me can glance over and see what I'm wearing.  I don't know if that's ever happened yet, but I do know that everyone at the office knows.  Perhaps they've just noticed the lines of my panties underneath my slacks while I'm sitting at my desk.  Either way, I know they've noticed because I've overhead a few of them talking about it when they thought I couldn't hear.  It couldn't have worked out better.  Because I'm the supervisor of a large department of clerical workers, no one has the courage to ask me about this personal aspect of my life.  I wear women's panties.  They know I wear women's panties.  They know I know they know, but yet no one will say anything.  It's just a silent little game we're playing, and it's one of the more fun things that I've ever done.

     I now have several drawers filled with women's panties -- of all styles and colors.  My favorites are the tiny, silk or nylon bikini types.  And because I want to feel as feminine as I can while wearing them, I especially like ones that have little, girlish notions sewn to the front or sides of each pair: things like small pink or blue ribbons, small cuddly animals, smiley faces or butterflies.  They all do the trick for me.  They make me feel like a woman -- like a sexy woman -- like a slutty woman.        

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+1 #1 Been there — onecross31 2010-12-13 19:24

I totally know what yo mean and feel. I like to wear womens undies too . I like to imagine that when my wife is going down on me that she's pleasing another woman. She doesn't know that I wear her panties. I can't help but fantasize about being her for just 5 minutes. I like to pretend that I am her when I please myself. I am still in the closet though, and I fear that it is here that I must stay for now. I had a pair of fishnets when I was in High School.There's something about how they feel when you wear them is so erotic.

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